All the people you see in the street, who would rather wear sunglasses than know where they’re going, they get put back in the gallery at night, they get covered up for the next day. So they can think that a road is a grey river that’ll take them anywhere, as long as they can float. So they can carry on. There are so few real people in this world. Thank you for being one of them.
They show you a place in your head where you remember why we were never meant to be alone. And you try and act surprised.
what’s wrong with living in a dream world? …you have to wake up
It’s funny how people use that phrase, life and death, as if life is the opposite of death. Birth is the opposite of death. Life…has no opposite.
“All the ways you wish you could be, that’s me. I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.”